Monday, January 20, 2014

Look Out Below

Sunday I
woke up at five in the morning, before the sun came up, long before I wanted
to. It was a nightmare that did it, and nightmares tend to get your adrenaline
going. It caused me to lay there wide awake for two hours, until the dogs finally
got up and started giving me that 'take me out for my walk' stare. I almost
never have nightmares. My dreams are usually quite entertaining, though I am often quite disappointed when I wake up and realize they aren't true. Especially the
ones involving sex and money.

Dreams seem
to be a universal experience, even dogs dream. My late dog Molly used to dream
a lot. She would lay sleeping on the living room floor and suddenly her legs
would start twitching, and she would let out a plaintive whine. I can imagine she was
dreaming of a squirrel or rabbit slipping away into the bushes, ruining her hunt.
So what was that horrible nightmare that woke me up yesterday morning all about?
Well let's just say that I hope my older brother and his wife don't have any
plans to go skydiving in their wedding tuxedo and gown soon. According to my dream, it doesn't end well.

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About Me

I live in the City of Chicago. I share my world with Mark my partner since 1997. I also share it with my dogs, Chandler, the 80 pound mutt and Scout, the terror terrier. Before moving back to Chicago, Mark and I lived in Florida for many years. Much to Mark's pain I decided to move back here so I could enjoy the thrill of flying bullets and frozen tundra. I have been around since December 1949 when I was born into a family that eventually grew to eleven children, plus Mom(Lila) and Dad(Big Al).

Disclaimer

This blog is in no way to be considered as fact. It is my remembrances of things I think happened to me, and I often exaggerate for comedic effect. The worst thing you could do, is take these stories too seriously.Please feel free to comment, good or bad.(Unless you are going to be a pest)